Slickrick123
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Such a sweetheartFor when your brain isn’t working, I’ll repeat the alphabet for you(26 seconds, coincidentally!!)

There were times I was too lazy and just said fuck it lol
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Such a sweetheartFor when your brain isn’t working, I’ll repeat the alphabet for you(26 seconds, coincidentally!!)
I think that it incredible that you did that in twenty-six seconds. That was either brilliant or accidentally brilliantFor when your brain isn’t working, I’ll repeat the alphabet for you(26 seconds, coincidentally!!)
Definitely been there!!!The problem is they don’t see it until they push you to it. And maybe it’s your boss that’s the problem
Yes, but apparently I still get it wrong.I repeat the alphabet a minimum of three times in my head and once out loud before participating in any ABC thread. And then again in my head after I hit the post button.
Everyone does this, yes?
Why are my ears burning red???I guess after making it clear I don’t “play” with married men, I don’t rate an answer![]()
thank you!!!! ahahahahaFor when your brain isn’t working, I’ll repeat the alphabet for you(26 seconds, coincidentally!!)
Where would you go?Thinking about being on a plane again. Tonight!
Is that minute as in small or a minute of a degree? sorry we have to exact on Litminute degree
Apologies I meant mynute, but Autocorrect exists.Is that minute as in small or a minute of a degree? sorry we have to exact on Lit![]()
You’re poetry is amazing.Bone-Tired Benediction
There comes a point in the day when even coffee surrenders,
its strength no match for the weight of weary bones and the chorus of to-dos crowding my mind.
My body aches, shoulders carrying tasks not yet done, my thoughts spill over like water from a brimming cup -
too much, too fast, too heavy.
And yet - when night softens the edges of the world and I finally lie down,
the quiet wraps itself around me.
I am bone-tired, yes. But in that stillness,
a smile finds me anyway.
Because I showed up.
Because I gave what I could.
Because the day, however relentless,
was not wasted.
And if this is the last thought I hold
before slumber takes me -
let it be enough.
Let my weariness be offering,
my labor be litany,
my work itself the prayer.